However, Chen Cangsheng didn't open his mouth to remind anyone. These stinky fish and rotten shrimp were just cannon fodder meant for the slaughter. If he tried to suppress them now, he'd inevitably scare the snake.
So Chen Cangsheng sat there beside him, completely indifferent to Wei Guangqi and the dozen or so men as they came up in front of the stands.
"This is Song Shenchuan, Mr. Song?"
From a short distance away, Wei Guangqi's bright laughter had just started to ring out.
Song Shenchuan didn't move at all. He glanced at Wei Guangqi, then said coldly, "Song Shenchuan, those three words—are they something you're qualified to call?"
Being mocked like that, Wei Guangqi's face darkened. He thought, no need to waste words with you, we'll see who dies!
Yet just as he was about to throw out a few lines on the spot, Li Xingchang beside him said, "Chen Cangsheng? Well now, you came too!"
Chen Cangsheng?
